He could not sleep. Angels never slept. In fact, if an Angel did sleep, his Fall was near. It was an indication that all was lost. So, Jayden lay in bed thinking. This was why it was imperative for the sons of God to stay away from their Temptations. Thinking? About his mission? Never happened. Not until he had witnessed the birth of a child. Not until he had tried to make the life of his Temptation easier. Not until he touched her. Hours passed like seconds, and Jayden heard the humans begin to stir from their sleep. Heard Genesis cry. Heard Genesis’s mother and father leap to attend to her needs. The limited supplies in the closet flitted through his mind again, and Jayden groaned. He still had not fully thought of a solution. Jayden frowned and looked above him at the window over the bed. The sun was rising. He sat up slowly, giving himself some more time to think, before leaving the bed and moving to the door. He leaned out into the hall. The humans were gathering for their morning meal — a procedure they had fallen into rather quickly.
